Starting at midnight, the celebration of the Orthodox Easter went into the wee hours. Curious, I watched it on television. The commentator of the church proceedings, taking place in the newest and largest church in Belgrade, kept repeating that Christ’s resurrection was the most joyous event in Christendom. The word “joy” was on his lips all the while in spite of the glum faces of the priests and the assembled believers. There was not a trace of joy in the whole thing. Prompted by the abused word, I could not but conjure in my mind the most joyous event in an African village, drums and all. Christians of all persuasions have much to learn from pagans—including the meaning of the word “joy.”